The unidentifiable beauty of a social society
Modern day life is a struggle, a rat race towards a marker in the future. For some, that moment in time on the horizon represents the start of another social life as an “elderly citizen”, for some that marker is set way to far, and they’ll never reach that intended change. The lucky ones are fortunate to have an early pension. For a few that means a worry-less period, for others a time in which they have to learn to actually live with themselves. The smart ones set their marker at a nearby distance so they can keep an eye on it all the time. The brave put their marker a few steps upfront, know to enjoy the moment and know how to separate the important reasons for being human with the surmised promises made by the ones that pull the strings. Often the rat race goes all the way to the finish line, the one to arrive first loses end of the game. Call it foolish, call it brave but some are stepping out. They’re taking that risk full decision of throwing away the markers and chose to jump ...